Farmer's Daughter

Sittin' in a pea patch pickin' up paw-paws Checkin' out my baby in her short, short overalls I got a job in the city, but I can't go to work The boss man says I gotta' wear a shirt But rules, man, rules, I can't be bothered 'Cause it's enough keepin' up with the farmer's daughter I'm workin' with the women when I know I shouldn't oughta' But I gotta' keep my eye on the farmer's daughter I got a job in the city, but I can't go to work The boss man says I gotta' wear a shirt But rules, man, rules, I can't be bothered 'Cause it's enough keepin' up with the farmer's daughter Hey - hey - hey But come a' Saturday night, I'm gonna' put her in the car Take her to a dance at the Lebanon Bar Sell everybody a jug a' moonwater Get a' rich and run away with the farmer's daughter Hey - hey - hey Here she comes Well, we gotta' sneak around when we go out at night 'Cause if her daddy found out, he'd punch out my lights I got a job in the city, but I can't go to work The boss man says I gotta' wear a shirt But rules, man, rules, I can't be bothered 'Cause it's enough keepin' up with the farmer's daughter Yes, it's enough keepin' up with the farmer's daughter Hey - hey - hey